She Swapped My College Codes, So I Sent Her to a Tech School Chapter 08

She Swapped My College Codes, So I Sent Her to a Tech School Chapter 08

Patricia’s smile froze. 

She stared blankly for three seconds, then 

suddenly shrieked, “What? Tampered with an application? No. Absolutely not.” 

“Who filed the complaint? Was it that little brat 

Emily? I bet it was. She is jealous of our Jessica. 

She just can’t stand to see our family succeed.” 

Before she finished, Jessica burst out of the 

house. 

Her hair was a mess, and her eyes were red and 

swollen. 

When she saw the investigators, she panicked for 

a second, then quickly recovered. 

“This is definitely Emily getting back at me. She is 

jealous because we were only ten points apart 

and I almost took her spot. She can’t stand seeing 

me succeed.” 

“We have been best friends for over ten years, and 

this is how she treats me. She is a complete 

backstabber.” 

She ran over and started banging on my front 

door. 

“Emily, get out here, you coward. You have the guts 

to file a complaint, now come out and face me.” 

I opened the door. 

When she saw me, she lunged. 

My dad was faster, catching her arm and pushing 

her back. 

“Jessica, have you lost your mind? If you have got 

something to say, say it. Keep your hands to 

yourself.” 

Jessica screamed hysterically. “I have nothing to 

say to her.” 

“Emily, you backstabber. Why did you file a 

complaint against me? What did I ever do to you?” 

I looked at her, my expression hard. 

“You know exactly what you did. Swear on 

something you care about that you never touched 

my application.” 

“I didn’t.” She jumped up and down, shrieking, “I 

never changed your application. You’re lying.” 

“Prove it. If you don’t have evidence, this is slander, 

and I’ll sue you.” 

Patricia ran over and pointed in my face. “Yeah. Prove it. If you don’t have evidence, shut your 

mouth.” 

“I’m warning you, Emily. If you ruin my daughter’s future, I will make you pay.” 

I watched the two of them perform and felt nothing but disgust. 

In my past life, they did the exact same thing. 

They played the victims in front of everyone and painted me as a bitter liar. 

Jessica saw that I was not responding and thought I really didn’t have evidence. 

She suddenly pulled out her phone and started a 

live stream. 

“Everyone, look. Emily Carson, the Ashford girl, is so jealous of me that she falsely accused me of tampering with her application.” 

“We have been best friends for over ten years, and 

this is how she repays me.” 

“Just because she scored ten points higher and I almost took her spot, she is trying to destroy my 

life.” 

She sobbed in front of the camera, looking pitiful. 

Patricia leaned into the frame, wiping her eyes. 

“Please, everyone, judge for yourselves. Our 

Jessica is so sweet. She would never do 

something like that.” 

“Emily is just jealous. She is taking her anger out. 

on my daughter.” 

“Please help us. We can’t let a good person get 

bullied like this.” 

The viewer count shot up, and the comments 

exploded. 

[No way. The Ashford girl did that?] 

[Ten points apart, anyone would feel threatened. One wrong click and her spot is gone.] 

[Frenemies are scary. Ten years of friendship down the drain.] 

[I don’t know. Emily scored higher. Why would she be jealous?] 

[Who knows what people are really like.] 

Jessica saw the comments and cried even harder. 

“Thank you all for believing me. I don’t know what I 

would do without you.” 

“Emily, if you have evidence, show it. If you don’t, 

this is slander, and I will never forgive you.” 

The neighbors started whispering. 

“Do you think Emily is actually jealous?” 

“Hard to say. Jessica looks pretty pitiful.” 

My mom tugged my sleeve. “Emily, maybe you 

should just let it go.” 

I turned to her. “Mom, the only reason I’m holding 

an Ashford acceptance letter is because I caught 

her plan in time. If I had not, I would be the one 

crying right now.” 

My mom froze and didn’t say anything else. 

I looked at Jessica performing for the camera and 

gave a cold smile. 

Then I pulled out my phone and walked over to the 

investigators. “I have evidence.” 

Jessica’s crying stopped instantly. 

Her head snapped up, her eyes full of shock.